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In my opinion, if you want to really nail a mix like this, taste has to go out the window. In fact, if you've strived to make a potpouri or Frankenstein mix listenable, then you're going in the wrong direction. Your mix, much like the great monster, should be quite hideous, bordering on unlistenable. However, the masses enjoy disaster movies, they gawk endlessly at mangled cars on the side of the highway and burning carpet factories, so if you can make your mix an utter catastrophe, folks will listen all the way through... just to hear what hits 'em next.

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An elegant, swooning, melancholic opener that manages to trump the best New Order, U2, and The Smiths had to offer us in the 80's. The lyrics are sublime too - "So God is dead, like Nietzsche said. Superstition is all we have left..."

However, if the previous song was able to put you into a nice, relaxed mood, allow doom metal band Lair of the Minotaur to take you out of that reverie and take you to an unholy place to batter your skull into submission. LotM are basically the second coming of Celtic Frost, with a little bit of 1st edition AD&D-esque humour thrown in for kicks.

That's right... look, we may as well admit it: Bolton is a closet 'Thrax fan. Couldn't you just see him up on stage now, making the ladies sweat with that poofy mullet and his abnormally sized forehead, crooning into the microphone "It's a madhouse... I'm INSAAAAANE!!!!"

Folks, you've dropped the ball on this subject thus far. This is far worse than Regis Philbin's Christmas album, way scarier than Telly Savalas doing country songs, hell, this song is more frightening than the prospect of having to wax the chest and back hair off of Bob Hoskins and Robin Williams at the same time!

I speak of course about one of the ill-fated albums by ex-NFL great and current Fox Sports analyst, Terry Bradshaw. The cover of 'Until You', with Bradshaw posed, looking goofy as ever, in a blatantly obvious hairpiece should be enough to scare you away, but if you dare put this contaminated LP on your record player and make it all the way to "Dimestore Jesus", you're sure to be in for a fright of ghoulish proportions.

There's really not much else I can say about this song, other than... AWFUL!

That's right... you just went from Barry White to Anthrax to Bradshaw to THE SPICE GIRLS! You're looking a little queasy there, maggot! Looks like you wanna go home and cry to your momma! You wanna go home and cry to mommy?! What's that? I CAN'T HEAR YOU MAGGOT!!! Drop and give me twenty!!!

Don't get me wrong, in it's original form, "Six" is a sprawling, insanely complex tune that goes in about ten different directions. The album as a whole certainly had an impact on later day Radiohead records and the guys who would eventually go on to form The Mars Volta hold a torch for this album too.

But the version released in the US of A needed at least something resembling a single so the album could attempt to penetrate college radio. What we go was a remix of the title track, which somehow turned this semi-epic into a rip-roaring pop-rock song with some glorious Queen-esque harmonising thrown in for good measure.

Coming from a music fan who nine times out of ten HATES a remixed version of a song, that's something. It's better than the original.

This was my most recent purchase from emusic. I've always liked Gabriel-era Genesis, but recently I've discovered just how great some of Steve Hackett's solo work is. This album was a collaboration with the guitarist and the London Philharmonic, apparently his own vision of a score to Shakespeare's work. It's good stuff, a nice soundtrack for book reading.

And we follow up the classical stuff with a bit of Göteborg metal. If you haven't heard Game Over's heavy metal renditions of classic Nintendo themes, you owe it to yourself to track their stuff down NOW!

If you spent as much time as I did in my childhood playing Punch-Out!!, you'll know the themes by heart, but not only does Game Over adapt the theme into some metalic riffage, they also add some quasi-serious lyrics to turn a once cute childhood memory into something a bit more dramatic, as Little Mac relates to his trainer Doc that he cannot overcome the champion Mr. Dream: "Doc, I know I've let you down. 'Cause you counted on me. But David beating Goliath just was not meant to be."

The Frank Sinatra of metal, the air raid siren, the greatest singer rock music has ever had the pleasure of knowing - Bruce Dickinson. Put aside all your preconceptions if you're not a metal fan, and get over it if you're a diehard headbanger - this is a stunningly beautiful ballad, and certainly the best album closer I've ever heard.

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